Like most days when he was not in the hospital, Akuma could be found in the training grounds somewhere practicing and naturally today was no different. His daily regime regularly contained the typical warm ups, like running around the village before doing hundreds of push ups, sit ups and squats. All before practicing his combat styles, which for many to see would be odd. As his style seemed more likely to get hit than to dodge around like many others. But that is what Akuma liked to do, take the hit and dish it back so hard that they forget what the opponents own birthday is.
Currently Akuma was standing in the middle of the field dead lifting several trees tied together above his head. His Kimono was lowered and tied around his waist, revealing his scared torso and all the stories that would have gone with them.
Something today, unlike the other days was bothering Akuma; he was bored. He needed to fight and since he had been part of the medical core; fighting had been limited, or damn near non existent. Which was driving the once savage man mad, like a rabid dog. Throwing the bound trees across the field only looking to be sure no one was in the way, "What I would give to just have someone to spar with!" He shouted unaware of anyone around to hear him.
Akuma was afraid that if he didn't get this out of his system once and a while that he would be far to distracted to perform his doctoral duties. Which could lead to someone getting further injured or worse, dying.
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-Not my best but, mtf 274-
Currently Akuma was standing in the middle of the field dead lifting several trees tied together above his head. His Kimono was lowered and tied around his waist, revealing his scared torso and all the stories that would have gone with them.
Something today, unlike the other days was bothering Akuma; he was bored. He needed to fight and since he had been part of the medical core; fighting had been limited, or damn near non existent. Which was driving the once savage man mad, like a rabid dog. Throwing the bound trees across the field only looking to be sure no one was in the way, "What I would give to just have someone to spar with!" He shouted unaware of anyone around to hear him.
Akuma was afraid that if he didn't get this out of his system once and a while that he would be far to distracted to perform his doctoral duties. Which could lead to someone getting further injured or worse, dying.
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-Not my best but, mtf 274-
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